Just another day in the life of.....[Kash&Takoda]

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[atrb=background,http://i34.tinypic.com/zxlcso.png] Ripping through the waves that spun within the air, a howl was let loose in the forest below the mountains echoed across. Sound strung along the valleys, lake and caves of the plains as it rebounded off the rocky walls towards the Alphess. Tank was simply laying there, enjoying the day as it was. Laying within one of the larger cabins that laid hidden in the forest near the city. Orbs gazed out across the horizon viewing all that was held upon the horizon. Light red sun was setting and dusk filled the skies as his muzzle slowly shifted a few degrees to look upon the place he now called home. He licked his lips and then shook his head slightly. His collar around his neck circled his neck as he shook his head. He rarely got along with others, the only kind of wolves he got along with was Kash, and even then he could get slightly moody with her. He sat down and grunted slightly as he looked around. His white ears were pinned back against his head as he sat there. He hadn't seen kash is quite some time and it was starting to bother Tank. It wasn't a good sign that kash wasn't around, to him that meant that her father had gotten her. He whined and then shook his head. He rose to his feet and pushed out a powerful howl. He waited for a moment hoping that she would answer his calls. He was starting to worry now. He flicked his ears and just waited to see what would happen. Near by the animals scurried away from the sound of the alpha's howl. He growled and then raced over to the nearest tree and slammed his paws into the tree. A loud CRACK was heard and tank yelped slightly. He snarled and then looked at his paws and smirked. He had broken a bone in each of his paws. He then leaned down and ripped his fangs into his legs He was pissed and it was showing. Blood ran down the black males legs, puddling beneath the feet of tank. Flesh hung from his mouth, he soon raced over to the tree and slammed his head into it and was able to open another wound on the top of his head. It began to drip down his face making a blood trail from the top of his head to the side's of his eyes. It tripped down as he staggered along. He soon found himself laying in a puddle of blood, he had a crazed look on his face as he laid in his own blood. it began to stain the white face of the male. Tag: No one Word Count: 450 Muse: eh decent Status: Complete Notes: nut case

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[†Kashmore†]

[bg=150f03][atrb=width,400,true][atrb=border,0,true] It was hard to ignore the feelings she had been stuck with after the little run in with Tank’s past. She had fallen to the deepest pit of disperse and there was no one to pull her out of it. Blue eyes looked down at the forest floor with both anger and sadness. What the hell was she thinking? Storming off with no second thought, childishly leaving her problems behind like she had been doing for however many months and the worst part of it all; Squishy was now lost and almost forgotten, it was most likely cold and ripped apart by some stupid pack member in the same place she had left Tank. She had even showed a side of her that she always attempted to hide away, her more aggressive nature that ran in her blood as pure as the white coat she wore. Her life was seriously falling apart all thanks to her stupid decisions and her father’s persistent obsession with his family. Everything was a mess and yet here she was, still within the pack lands although a little higher then many would bother to look. Her slim body laid carefully long a thick pine branch, a place she would always find and go to in a need to hide or think. The white of her coat was easy to spot against the brown of the bark yet nothing had yet to spot her. With a deep pain in her heart, an ache she seemed to be feeling more and more as time went one the small female’s mind panicked at the situation she was dealing with. What was Kash going to do now? She had accepted Tank’s love and now had the responsibility of leading a pack. She had been able to hold her own in a pack before and was well known as a beta but alpha position was different. Everyone looked to you for guidance and protection, which just wasn’t her. As she thought more and more about being with Tank, she slowly began to remember how much she had looked to him for protection. She allowed him to push her around like she was just another member controlled by his insane mind and only when no one was around did he show her that he actually cared for her, but then again that was Tank. His odd ways to show someone he cared, she truly thought she was the only one who was able to tame such a monstrous beast and yet Nahani shows his face. Her eyes began to water. Was she really not worth anything? Tank simply finds himself some other female to continue his genies. Her father had once told her that she was a weakling, not worth being within such a powerful bloodline, which must be what Tank had thought of her. The more she thought about life the worse her mood became, tears rolled down her cheeks, damping her fur as she glanced over the tree’s needles towards the horizon. Had she made a mistake? If she had gone with her father instead of running away would she be different? What if she had actually stood up for Kenji when Tank confronted them? Kenji… Pulling her ears back now at the thought of her only other lover and one true friend. Her eyes widened and heart sped up at the thought of the light colored male. It was her fault he had been attacked; she couldn’t even glance back to see if he was okay when she told Tank she would go with him. At once all of her emotions hit her. Thoughts of the past entangled themselves in her mind. Quickly she closed her eyes and just allowed herself to drown in the feelings. The pain was almost unbearable to the point of just wanting letting go of the branch she tightly gripped and falling to the end. Yet she was more proud then that. This was a simple hurtle she needed to jump over and deal with like the warrior she was born to be. The more she replayed thoughts the more Kashmore began to realize what was needed. She needed to empty her head, forget about everything that had happened in the past and smarten up. Slowly she began to take deep breaths, calming her nerves and settling her crying. Opening her eyes she glanced at the red colors of the sky, narrowing them as she carefully stood up. This would be the start of a new Kash, no more would she run from a problem. She’d fight it head on, even if that meant facing her father. Stand up to the darkness she held herself in. Her eyes just gazed at the sunset, taking small breaths and planning what she would do next when in the distance a deep howl clouded her thoughts. Tank was looking for her and from the sound of his call he was pretty upset with her being gone, like normal. With a few quick motions Kash jumped from branch to branch before landing gracefully on the ground. Her paws moved forwards as she began to walk in the direction of her new mate, her tail flagging high in the air. She held her head up proudly, eyes narrowed and cold. If the world wanted her to be more like her bloodlines, she would show every single bitch that she could. There would be no running nor would she be pushed around. Kash’s submissive habit was a thing of the past. Her cute head tilts when she was confused or paw in the air when she was scared would never again surface in the eyes of others. Wind moved within the trees, carrying her scent along with it. After traveling far enough away from her safety spot, Kashmore stopped in mid step, rose her head powerfully into the sky and let out a deep howl of her own. It echoed within the mountain passes just as Tank’s had but her’s seemed to be a bit louder. She didn’t call to him like she would have normally; she announced her presence in the forest. Daring her maker to come find her and telling the world Kash was there to stay; for now.

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[§Tank§]

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[atrb=background,http://i34.tinypic.com/zxlcso.png] Blood stained the ground where the massive black male stood ever so still. His ears were folded back against his head as he stood there watching as the blood began to pour from his wounds on his legs as well as the bottom of his paws. He shook his head and sent blood flying everywhere. he looked around and snorted some as he began to head towards where he was first wanting to go. he winched slightly at the pain that seared up his leg from the bone that had been broken from earlier. He snarled and then stopped and began to rip into his legs once more. he ripped the flesh from his legs as he stood there. Tank was losing his mind, he was tearing his body apart. Blood began to run from the wounds that tank had inflicted on himself, a large pool of blood was created as he stood there. Soon the sound of a howl reached the male's ears. He lifted his head to try to pick up the scent that had put out the howl but it was no use he could only smell his own blood that was stuffed in his nose. He shook his head and snarled darkly as he looked around. He narrowed his eyes and then lifted his head up and let out a dark howl of his own letting the other know that he was coming to them. He looked at the pool that was below him and smirked and then cocked his head slightly and then pushed off the ground and took off towards where the howl came from. As he ran he left bloody paw prints and left a streak of blood where his paws hit and blood splattered out. He snarled as the pain was growing but this only seemed to give him more power. His tongue rolled out of his mouth as he ran. His collar slammed against his shoulders as he picked up speed. he lowered his head and pushed harder. His legs began to quiver as he ran. More blood began to pour from the legs of the massive male as he ran, meaning more blood was left on the ground. He snarled as the sound of a crack was heard. It was his paw that was broken giving out even more, soon he was only running on 3 legs. He stopped for a moment to figure out where he was going. he looked around and flicked his ears as he stood there. he looked at his damage leg and began to laugh demoniacally. He shook his head and then could smell the one that howled. it was kash, she had come back. He smirked and then pushed from the ground again and began to run towards the white female that he had seen leave. He pushed his body so much that as soon as he reached the white female that he loved. He watched as his vison began to fad and he felt his massive body hit the ground. He laid on the ground just feet from kash. His eyes seemed to be spinning in his head. He could feel his heart beat in his head. He tried to get to his feet but only fell into a puddle of his own blood that pooled when he fell. he looked at the white female and could tell that something was different about his kashmore. He looked at her with his bright crimson eyes for a second and then felt his eyes close. his head turned sideways in the pool of blood and his chest slowly fell and rose Tag: Kashmore Word Count: 604 Muse: pretty good Status: Complete Notes: nut case

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[†Kashmore†]

[bg=150f03][atrb=width,400,true][atrb=border,0,true] Proudly she stood, in the middle of the forest that was for now called her home, awaiting the arrival of Tank as the wind blew weakly past her, rustling the shrubbery all around. With her head still held at the peek of her short height, chest puffed out as best she could, Kash patiently allowed her mate to find her. But honestly she looked a little too much like her brother, manlier then her normally cute and timid stance. Her deep cobalt eyes locked straight ahead looking for the large black form, which would soon be barreling her way. She looked serious, showing as little emotions as possible. If her new way of living was going to be for good, she was going to play the part as if her life was on the line. Even though she tried to hide it, for the most part she did, the signs of sorrow and distress still shined through. With watery eyes and damp fur it wouldn’t even take an idiot long to figure out she had been crying her heart out and no one would truly care to actually point it out or so she figured that’s how it would be. This wasn’t a game anymore. She wasn’t a pup who took everything at a slow pace and just has fun with life. There was no more romping around in the mud and chasing bugs. Nor would there be any time to just cuddle Squishy. She had to keep her head on straight if she was going to be what the world wanted her to be. As time went on and doubt slowly creeping within her mind the sun slowly drew away from this side of the world, allowing the stars to appear one after the other. When the sound of Tank’s howl rang in her ears, Kash drew her body back a bit. The male seemed a little bit madder then she had anticipated and she really wasn’t in the mood to deal with someone else’s bad moods. She was dealing with her own problems and like hell if she was going to take on more that didn’t even effect her. She narrowed her eyes at the thought, what was she thinking? She was here to calm him down, be his support as a mate, yet even that seemed to be something that was easy for every female out there to do. With a snort she sat down. Jealousy was a evil poison, the female needed to smarten up and focus on what she would do and say when Tank finally showed himself. Just as she calmed her annoyed mood a very familiar scent crossed her path. Blood. Not just anyone’s blood too, it was Tank. For a moment panic began to set in, worry of maybe a fight. Could that have been why he seemed to be so upset. Then it hit her. She looked away with no second thought. It was Tank. He enjoyed the taste of flesh as well as the sharp pain that came with it. The nut case most likely did this to himself. She allowed a small sigh part her lips, standing up only when she heard the powerful thumping steps of the one she had been waiting for. Her beautiful and mature body slowly moved forward to greet her partner only to have him collapse right in front of her. Blood covered his body, more then normal. His panting was slow and it was obvious he was about to pass out from lack of blood. Pulling back her black tipped ears Kash flew to his side, looking him over with great detail. "You fool!" She almost screamed at him, knowing damn well he would barely understand what she was saying. His legs bled like they had never done before, his white fur was drenched in red and what bothered her most was the paw that seemed to be out of place. A broken paw meant he would be lame for the rest of his life, unless by some miracle it healed back the right way. As she kept her head clear of any panic, which might cloud her judgment and ultimately lead to his death she lowered her head and allowed her pink tongue to run gently over his legs. Cleaning the open wounds as best she could, the taste making her wince and body shiver at the inviting taste of blood. It had be ages since she had tasted the blood of another wolf, after learning from a close friend that cabalism was actually wrong. It surprised her how much she missed it. Continuing to lick his leg until it was completely clean then turning her attention to his head, she tried to figure out for the first time ever what would drive the male to go so far as to break apart his body slowly. Insanity was a big part of it, but when she compared it to her father’s own crazy acts the way Tank was he would surely lead to his own down fall. Even with these thought’s she did still love the male, maybe not as much as she used to think she did but still loved him. "Idiot" She kept whispering to herself as she caringly went on with her job of cleaning up his mess. Blue eyes staring down at the massive male that had dragged himself god only knew how far to get where she was. His scent, which mixed so sweetly with the blood, filled her head with both lust and puzzlement. What was she going to do? Would she honestly be able to deal with this almost every single day? She had been able to when she was younger, but then she had also looked to him for protection and loyalty. He had lost that the moment she met his son.

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[§Tank§]

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[atrb=background,http://i34.tinypic.com/zxlcso.png] Blood oozed to the surface of the male's flesh slowly, glamoring in the faint sunlight that broke through the canopy of vegetation overhead. The muscles contracted as the male laid there ever so motionless, the only thing that moved on the massive brute was his chest and even that was slowing down to a very minimal movement. his ears flicked slowly as he could feel the touch of kashmore. He could barely hear the words that had slipped from the white females mouth. He wanted to get up, he wanted to shower the female in licks, but he was unable to move. He soon began to stir but only slightly. he soon felt the rough pink tongue of kash roll over his wounds. He winched slightly but only for a moment for the tenderness of the female calmed him. His eyes soon finally opened though his crimson eyes were now dull and almost lifeless. He lifted his head only some to look at the female. Blood stained his white face as he lifted his head blood dripped from it. "K....kas...kash...more" he sputtered out as he laid there. he had laid his head back down in the blood that had pooled below him. His eyes seemed to kind of dance around and not sit still. He could feel the pain rising in his leg. He soon looked at his damaged leg and flicked his ears back, he had done some damage to himself. More so then normal, what was wrong with tank, had he really gone mad enough to almost kill himself. He was slipping away but he fought it as best as he could. He looked at the now blood stained female that was before him. She was different there was something about her that was different. was it the way she was standing or maybe the way that she began to clean his wounds even with the blood. tank knew that blood some what bothered his kashmore, He looked around, wait where was that damned green thing that she carried around. He pushed up with his front paws and snarled darkly as the pain was great. He looked at kash and sighed "Sorry"

[/color] he said as he stood there. His legs quivered under his massive weight. he looked down at the blood that was under him. He narrowed his eyes and then turned to Kash, and sighed. He messed up and he knew it. He turned his head and shook his head some as he stood there slightly. His tail laid behind him as he stood unsteadily. He then pushed her some what and closed his eyes, he didn't want to hurt kash, he wanted everything to go back the way it was but there was something that Tank didn't like. This wolf that stood before him was not his kash, it was someone new to him. Kash would have never licked his wounds with the amount of blood that was around, she would have never forgotten that blasted green thing either. his ears folded back against his head as he stood there. Blood soon began to trickle down his legs. He sighed and then stood on all four paws and took in a deep breath and looked at the female with tender eyes.

"I love you kash, i really do, I am sorry"[/color] he said again as he stood before her. Blood stained the male's face as well as dripped from the white mask. He didn't know what to do, he was confused as well as he was starting to get light headed. The amount of blood that he lost would have made any normal wolf pass out and out for a while but tank wasn't normal. he could with stand the amount of blood he lost. He turned his head and then licked his maw slightly as he wanted to rid it of the blood, his attention was then brought back to kash. He wanted to tell her that he messed up that he wanted to prove that he was different but then again she would see right threw him and not believe him. He took in a deep breath and then finally spoke "I messed up, i should have told you about taboo taking betess, but nothing has happened between me and her, Kash i only have eyes for you"[/color] his ears went back and he lowered his head.

He had finally spilled how he truly felt about kash. He had kept it inside for so many years that he just wanted to let it all out. He folded his ears back and then turned his eyes towards kash. His eyes had been brought back to the bright and dangerous they once had been before his rampage. he looked down at his broken and damaged paw. he lowered his head and looked down at the ground, his collar slipped forward and slammed against the back of his head. He snarled and then lifted his head and made the collar go back against his shoulders. he wanted to give kash everything he could. he had chose her to be his mate to be his queen and to rule the lands with him, but he knew that it was a lot to ask of the female that had been scared and timid all her life. He could tell that things were going to change but he wasn't to sure just how much they would really change

Tag: Kashmore
Word Count: 904
Muse: damn good
Status: Complete
Notes: poor guy

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[†Kashmore†]

Taking great care in what she was doing, the white female continued her nursing process. Her tongue caressing the white fur of his body and cleaning every inch of the male’s body that had been soiled by the same deep red liquid that was keeping Tank alive. As time went on, rather quickly yet to her it seemed hours, Tank seemed to stir more frequently. Each time one of his short movements would actually catch her eye it made the female tense, without the true understanding of this type of situation she couldn’t tell if it was a sign of death soon to come. She held her ground non-the less rather then panic like she had been for a few moments’ only minutes before. However when his red eyes shot open, Kash couldn’t help but take a step back in relief.

With the male now somewhat awake and moving she didn’t have to taste that taste she had missed so much. The moment Tank raised his head; Kash almost gave the male a death glare. Anyone would be smart enough to know it wasn’t too smart to move after losing so much blood. As he moved the blood once again started to rush throughout his body, which in turn made the blood again start pumping faster. Her hard work at keeping the wounds at bay was lost but she kept her mouth shut for now and simply just watched him struggle to gain conciseness.

Just forget about it.

WIP!! ;( sorry Jen I know I said I’d get it done but my cold is getting to me and I can’t focus right. I’ll finish up when I can tomorrow. Sneak peak for you to get you pumped xP