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Post by ♠Chara♠ on Aug 9, 2010 16:38:47 GMT -5
[bg=000000][atrb=width,400,true][atrb=border,0,true] Blood, such an inviting scent to the female. Reddish ears swiveled atop her head and teal eyes burned brightly with excitement. Her white and red muzzle dripped with blood as she pulled at the carcass of a young deer. The meat was tender and oh so delicious. She lifted a cream paw and placed it on the deer carcass while she looked around. There was noise in the distance, very faint but they definitely sounded familiar. Most likely the sound of other wolves in the area. Her long fur bristled as she stood over her meal, teal eyes searching the surrounding forest. She lifted her blood covered nose and scented the air repeatedly, trying to catch the scents of the other wolves. They were obviously not very close by, most likely the sound of a pack not far off. But she was on unclaimed lands and therefore she was safe.
Once she had checked that everything was safe, she dipped her muzzle back down and tore off another chunk from the carcass. She took her time savoring the taste of the freshly killed deer. Once she had eaten her fill, Chara lifted her muzzle and licked the blood from her lips. If she was a cat she would most likely be purring right now as she cleaned the blood off her lips and teeth. Her muscles completely relaxed as she stepped away from the carcass, stretching out her body. She was full and satisfied, ready to relax now. A long yawn escaped her jaws as she looked around the lands boredly. Her rear plopped down onto the ground, too tired and full to travel anywhere right now. Chara let her front legs slide out from under her body and she rolled onto her side. There was sun shining through the trees and warming her pelt. It was making her feel rather sleepy actually. Her eyes began to slowly close as she relaxed, laying her head down on the soft earth. Ah peace she thought to herself as she lay, sunbathing. Her tail tapped lightly against the ground, showing that she wasn't asleep.
It had been quite some time since she had felt this at peace. Her pups were grown and she left one of her son's in charge of her old lands. She simply didn't want to lead any longer, she had never cared very much for the position. So she traveled, at first her daughter had kept her company. But the little she-devil had disappeared one day without a word. Chara had no idea as to what happened with her other son. But they were all strong wolves and she knew they would be fine. She was happy now, being alone and far away from the crazy brute that had haunted her mind. Though every now and then she still saw those zombie pups, her siblings. But it wasn't as frequently any more. Peace had taken over her life for the moment, and she would be damned if anything would disturb that. |
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Post by †Mareth† on Aug 9, 2010 20:57:58 GMT -5
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When the Lamb opened the fourth seal, he heard the voice of the fourth beast say, “Come and see.” And he looked, and beholds a pale horse: and his name that sat on him was Death, and Hell followed with him. And power was given unto them over the fourth part of the earth, to kill with sword, and with hunger, and with death, and with the beasts of the earth.
There was no humanity left in the eyes of the beast. It stepped quietly, deathly yellow eyes glaring ahead. Not even a thought crossed his mind as a rabbit jumped out in front of him, only to run away as fast as it’s little legs could go. No he was on a mission. There had been a scent he happened to come across, one he just had to check out. So walking a well-planted path of shadows, his muscles tensing each time he stepped. Like a ghost in a mist cemetery, he drifted forwards. Birds screamed and flew away, warning all in his path to run.
His black tipped ears twitched before his sleek body moved to the side and jumped to a low tree branch. Skoll had no reason to be here. He was just. There. At the right time it seemed, to find a lone wolf. Getting ready to sleep in the run. Slowly he climbed the tree, a talent he had given himself with lots of practice. Now moving from one large tree branch to the other he became nothing more then a shadow. One, no soul would see.
Soon he spotted his pray. Lying; with no care in the world. Being hunted by the very same thing that had once been apart of their world. He smirked body shaking with adrenalin, as he stared down. He was so ready to bath in the blood, listen to the scream. Oh god. He was getting himself going just thinking about it. He could feel it in his gut, in his hips.
Silvia dripped from his muzzle while his pupils became almost invisible. It was as though he was infected by rabies. Without any warning he leapt from the tree as if he was a big cat, landing on top of a rogue male who just happened to be in the wrong place at that moment. The gray male screamed in surprise the lunged at his attacker only to find his intestines being ripped out from his side. “The Hell!!” He bellowed out in pain.
Disappearing back into the trees, the white male watched at blood pooled around the panicking male. His yellow eyes glanced from the other canine to the tree that he had picked. Finding the perfect spot, Skoll once again jumped to the ground. “Did you know…. That there is actually a bird who will take it’s prey.” He muttered as his head tilted to the side. Slowly he moved closer to the slowly dieing gray male, who was determined to get away.
“It will actually take it’s prey and stack it to a tree branch…” He let a laugh escape from his muzzle as he slammed his foot onto his victim’s open side. “Where it will wait till its dead before eating it! Come and see!”
Grabbing hold of the males foot he began to drag the male towards the tree. The rogue screamed for help at the top of his lungs before being dragged up the tree and shoved onto Skoll chosen branch. “Isn’t that just gross!?” He snapped as he watched the now dead canine’s blood run down the tree. “Unlike my father. I won’t eat you… No… I’ll leave you to the crows”
Leaping from the tree he licked the blood from his muzzle, laughing as he did so.
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Post by ♠Chara♠ on Aug 9, 2010 22:18:33 GMT -5
[bg=000000][atrb=width,400,true][atrb=border,0,true]Her eyes had closed, her breathing slowed as she began to relax fully. Her tail still tapped gently on the ground to let any creature that might come along know she was alert. Her ears swiveled atop her head, listening to the sounds of the forest around her. Birds chirped, there was a rabbit scurrying not far off, and then the sound of paws came to her ears. She blinked open her eyes and her jaws parted as a yawn escaped. Her nap would have to wait it seemed, because as she lay there the sound of the paws drew closer. They sounded too big to be a fox or small creature. She lifted her nose into the air and sniffed a few times, finding the scent of another wolf. Male. The fur on her back rose and her claws flexed but retracted right after. She wasn't a hostile wolf, but since she had a carcass she had to be prepared for anything. She knew that the wolf had probably smelled the blood from her meal and would most likely try to take it from her.
As she rolled onto her stomach, expecting a wolf to come to her, she heard a loud yell from afar. Her muscles tensed and she leapt to her feet instantly, her fur bristled. Her blue green eyes darted all over with worry. She felt a bit afraid, unsure of what was out there and what was going on. A growl began to rumble in her chest as she slowly made her way through the forest. She couldn't help feeling a bit curious as to what had made the other wolf cry out in pain. Her slender frame slipped through the trees with ease as she followed the scent of blood. She had forgotten about the carcass she had been protecting just a moment ago. Instead wanting to find out if the male wolf was still alive, and what was killing him.
Her auds pricked atop her head as she heard voices coming from the area ahead of her. Her head lowered as she slipped through the trees and her blue green eyes caught sight of a large white male dragging a grey one towards a tree. Her muscles tightened and her breath caught in her throat nervously. The white male, she knew him. Skoll. Her lips quivered over her fangs and she let out a growl as she watched Skoll pull the other brute into a tree. Her nose wrinkled and she stepped out from the trees, her tail flicking behind her. "Skoll" she growled, her eyes narrowing on him. She lifted her head and glared at the white brute, her lips pulling back over her fangs. All she could think about was back in Avalon when Skoll had almost killed one of her pups. She had accepted him into her pack, after everything she had gone through. But she should have known, he was like every other crazy brute. The only male she could ever trust was Vasilia, her adoptive father. |
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Post by †Mareth† on Aug 21, 2010 1:34:10 GMT -5
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When the Lamb opened the fourth seal, he heard the voice of the fourth beast say, “Come and see.” And he looked, and beholds a pale horse: and his name that sat on him was Death, and Hell followed with him. And power was given unto them over the fourth part of the earth, to kill with sword, and with hunger, and with death, and with the beasts of the earth.
As his tongue rolled over his nose and lips, cleaning the red liquid that threatened to stain his pretty coat, a person who would have been watching his body language from the start of his little massacre to the finish would have noticed something. The male was more relaxed, his body less shaky and focus on things around him more clear. His black tipped ears twitched, toning into the sounds around as he sat. Still smiling and chuckling at the thought of what he had just done. It felt much better. Revenge was a bittersweet feeling.
One. Two. Three. He counted in his head as he swayed to and fro. Listening once again to the sounds of the wind, deep orange eyes gazed at a familiar figure that stepped out in front of him. What good timing. Yes… If she had only been a few minutes sooner she would be having dinner with the male in the tree. Turning his head to the side when Chara spoke his name, Skoll just grinned. Ignoring every little damn bit of the bitch.
“Missed it…” He hissed under his breath, eyes now focusing on a bird hopping in a tree off in the distance. Standing up and without warning Skoll turned on a dime, heading right towards Chara. Snapping his teeth and growling as if he was about to rip her apart like he had just done, although rather then take hold of the female he froze a foot or so in front of her. Staring her down and tensing his muscles as a warning to her.
His now brisling tail curled into the air, hackles rising in frustration and anger. Who in their right mind would dare threaten him? While under her rule he would have turned the other cheek and submitted as much as a male like himself would. But now… No now she had no rule. He could kill her. Kill. A deep rumble from his chest escaped and Skoll snapped his jowl once more. Back off. He wanted her to back down.
Taking a step forward he hissed almost as the adrenalin began to build once again in his body. His mind once again becoming over whelmed with thoughts and actions; One. Two. Three. The numbers repeating. Words of murder whispered in his ear and all he could do was shake his head mentally.
“What!?” He snapped finally replying to her. Raising his head to get to his shorter male height. His body slowly beginning to shake once again, Skoll stood his ground but quieted his growls. His nostrils took in her missed scent, eyes narrowing on the figure he had once admired. “Chara.” He spat.
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Post by ♠Chara♠ on Aug 21, 2010 20:14:03 GMT -5
[bg=000000][atrb=width,400,true][atrb=border,0,true]The last thing she expected to see was a wolf dragging the body of another into a tree. She knew that there were some sick creatures in the world, but she seemed to find them all. How lucky she seemed to be. As if it wasn't enough that she still saw the ghosts of her dead family. It really was rather tiring, she just wished she could find a place away from all the craziness. She wanted normalcy just once in her life, but that didn't seem in her future. Even her own children were far from normal, like their damned father. Her destiny in life seemed to be that she would always be surrounded by crazy.
As Chara stood with her lips pulled back over her fangs, her blue green eyes stayed locked on the white and black brute. He was as crazy as the rest of them, and this only proved that even more. He had purposely let the grey brute stay alive to suffer a slow and painful death. Her auds slanted back and she lowered her head, growling softly as Skoll turned towards her. She felt a pang of fright in the pit of her stomach as her eyes met his, her growling stopping immediately. She was wishing now that she hadn't been so damn nosy and just left well enough alone. But her damn curiousness had gotten the better of her time and time again, and always put her in a bad spot. Hopefully one day she would learn to ignore it, but obviously today was not one of those days.
Her head tilted a bit as he hissed something and she was confused. Missed what? She glanced over at the grey brute in the tree, feeling pity for him. When her eyes turned back towards Skoll she sucked in a breath and her muscles tightened. He was charging towards her quickly and she wanted to run backwards, but that would make her look weak. She pulled her head back as he snapped his teeth at her, growling defensively. Her eyes narrowed a bit as he stopped in front of her, seeing his tense muscles. Her tail lay limp behind her and she lowered her head a bit, keep her eyes focused on him. If he moved she was prepared to move just the same. She only hoped that she was faster then him if he decided to attack.
She forced down a growl as she watched him raise his tail, lifting her head a bit. It was obvious that he was not happy that she had interrupted. But she honestly didn't care at this point. He wasn't really all that much bigger then she was, so she wasn't very afraid of him. He might be a bit more skilled with killing, but she was good at defense and running. No, she was not about to run away from him. She knew that she had no power over him now. But even when she did, he was never very happy with listening to her. Hell he had almost killed her youngest pup, what worse thing could a pack member do? After that day she had sworn that she wouldn't trust another male.
Her right front paw lifted and she leaned back a bit as he took a step forward, closing space between them. She felt very uncomfortable with him moving closer to her, and she felt the pang in her gut again. She swallowed hard but kept her muscles tense and didn't take a step backwards. He was crazed, and if she showed him that she was afraid he would take that as weakness and most likely attack her. The last thing she wanted right now was to die like the grey brute. Her auds flicked forward as he snapped at her and her lips quivered over her fangs as she growled in response.
Her eyes narrowed on him as he lifted his head to reach his full height and his body began to shake. Her brow raised curiously and she growled softly to let him know she wasn't afraid. Her auds twitched and she snorted at him as he spat out her name. "Still attacking defenseless creatures I see" she growled. She doubted that the grey male had been expecting to be attack by the small white male. She was still holding a grudge against him for the pain he had caused her pup. The little male had never been the same after that day, as if he wasn't different enough already. |
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Post by †Mareth† on Aug 23, 2010 9:46:46 GMT -5
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When the Lamb opened the fourth seal, he heard the voice of the fourth beast say, “Come and see.” And he looked, and beholds a pale horse: and his name that sat on him was Death, and Hell followed with him. And power was given unto them over the fourth part of the earth, to kill with sword, and with hunger, and with death, and with the beasts of the earth.
His eyes never left the form of the red female. No his soulless eyes glared with a burning desire, all he could do was stand his ground and snarl. As hard as Skoll tried, he couldn’t figure out what was the female’s problem. She stood her ground, locking eyes with him while showing no fear like he would have preferred; but just because he couldn’t see it didn’t mean it wasn’t there. Skoll twitched his ear, as his low growl grew more violent.
From his point of view she had come out of nowhere and threatened him. If she wanted to pick a fight with him, she’d better be prepared to back up her words. He had just finished off that bastard male, now he was getting worked up and ready to do it again. When she spoke his ears again twitched and he focused on her words carefully.
“Still attacking defenseless creatures I see”
Of course he had killed that bastard, he needed to seeing as that male wasn’t right. Snorting the white male turned away for a moment, clearing his head before turning around and snapping once again. “Defenseless creature!? Far from it Chara.” His head tilted to the side and he again began to move forward. “What’s it to you!?” He again snapped.
ooc|| Sorry its short. I wanted to post for you so you could post today. xD but I don't have to time to write something super crazy. *getting ready for work* <33
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Post by ♠Chara♠ on Aug 23, 2010 22:37:57 GMT -5
[bg=000000][atrb=width,400,true][atrb=border,0,true]She didn't like staring into his eyes, but she needed to do it to prove that she wasn't afraid. Though it was merely an act, she was actually feeling very fearful of him. He obviously had no remorse and was not above killing his own kind. There was nothing stopping him from doing to her what he had just done to the grey brute. The thought made her stomach knot and she felt sick. She didn't know what she was even doing here right now. Why had she bothered to come out of the shadows and confront him? The deed was done and there was nothing she could do about it. But yet she felt the strange need to face him. A stupid move perhaps, but it was too late to take it back now.
She took note of the way his growl seemed to intensify, becoming more aggressive. Her auds twitched and stayed slanted back as she stared him down. She was just glad that he wasn't much bigger then she was. It made him a bit less threatening to look at. She snorted and her tail flicked behind her anxiously. She was waiting for something to happen, for him to attack her. Or even for him to merely brush her off and walk away. But he wasn't moving, he was standing tall before her looking intimidating. Chara knew that if things went bad, she probably wouldn't escape. There was a good chance she would lose her life if he attacked her.
As he turned away from her for a moment she took the chance to step back and put some space between them. The space would give her a better chance if he did attack. She growled at him as he turned and once more snapped at her. His snapping wasn't scaring her, it was merely making her feel irritated. "I don't believe you" she hissed. She doubted that the grey male had done anything to Skoll to deserve such a fate. Her nose wrinkled and she lowered her head, growling a warning to him as he began to move forward again. "What did he do to you to deserve such a fate?" she questioned. Her auds fell back against her head as he snapped again at her. She snarled and this time snapped right back at him. "You don't frighten me Skoll" she hissed, her eyes narrowing on him.
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Post by †Mareth† on Sept 24, 2010 22:14:33 GMT -5
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When the Lamb opened the fourth seal, he heard the voice of the fourth beast say, “Come and see.” And he looked, and beholds a pale horse: and his name that sat on him was Death, and Hell followed with him. And power was given unto them over the fourth part of the earth, to kill with sword, and with hunger, and with death, and with the beasts of the earth.
No more time to think. No more time to look, a deep growl rumble from his chest. She was just there to bother him, bring him down and poke at his needs. Hell she was even stealing his time of happiness. That’s what it was. That’s why the two stood their ground, growling at each other. She was determined to get his adrenalin moving, to see if he would actually attack her. He would, no second thoughts about that, yet each time he inhaled, her scent screwed with every bit of his emotions. Again.
"I don't believe you"
Of course the bitch wont listen to what he was saying, she would never believe his words, she was just there. A little too far out of his reach, there to annoy his every being. He would loose his mind. Raising his lip in dislike, dislike to all the thoughts and emotions that attempted to cross his path. Orange eyes almost glowing in the dim light of the shade, a smirk sliding across his face then he again took that one step closer to Chara.
One… Then a two… Three… Yes the numbers… Count those steps... Listen and wait, just pull them in. Slowly let your emotions on, for a spilt second let her in? Or just scare her the fuck away with the shear power, a power held within.
"What did he do to you to deserve such a fate?"
Perking up his ears at the sound of her growl with the combination of words. Skoll simply laughed to himself. This was what he was born from, what his own fate led him to do. Rescues were useless. He was a goner. “If I had told you, would you have listened?” He muttered under his breath, stopping to glance back towards the tree. Blood now pooling at the base.
“Cruel life. One that brings not even a bit of happiness.” He added in, simply talking to himself. What was going through his mind? All these thoughts of emotion, plots and just everything; it was her fault. Before she showed up, he was calm.
"You don't frighten me Skoll"
“I hope you truly mean that.” He muttered, as if he had settled down with her presence. The growling quieted as he stared at the tree. Tail swaying to and fro. He was about to do something he should have the moment he saw her. The first time he met her.
Turning around he frowned at her, stepped forwards slowly this time not stopping. Even as she backed away. “Do you know what you’ve got into?”He said coldly, then with no warning; no growl or snap of his jaw. He lunged for her, full body power slamming into her head on.
Body size didn’t matter in this situation; the two were pretty much eye to eye and it was speed that the female would most likely rely on to get out of trouble. Speed, which he had. Grabbing hold of whatever body part met his bone crushing jaw and pulling her down to the ground. It was the moment she hit the ground that his haunting growl filled the silent air. He was now lost in the moment. It’s sad to say, she should have ran when she had the chance.
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Post by ♠Chara♠ on Sept 27, 2010 13:31:37 GMT -5
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The growling between the two had scared away any creatures that might have been nearby. Even the crows took to the sky and fled the area to wait for it to be safe. Between the growling and deathly glares it would look to anyone else like pure hatred between these two wolves. But hatred was too strong a word for Chara to use, at least for this male. He got on her nerves, he pushed her buttons, and he created tension. But she didn't hate him. There had only ever been one wolf whom she felt hatred towards, that filthy bastard Nahani. The one whom had forced himself upon her and then left her to care for their pups alone. No hatred was not a typical emotion Chara felt, it wasn't that easy to get her to hate someone. But it was very possible.
She wasn't sure if he was really surprised at the fact that she didn't believe him. What reason did she really have to believe anything he said? After all she had seen him do things like this before. He had almost killed one of her pups, he was a monster. Even if she had been interested in him, even if she had like him being around, that was one thing that was unforgivable. Though he hadn't actually killed the pup, but what if she hadn't been there? What if he hadn't been stopped? Would he have torn her son to pieces? That thought alone kept her from thinking of him in any other way other than as an enemy.
Her ears twitched as she heard his movement, bringing her thoughts back to the situation at hand. Her fur bristled again and she growled threateningly, but took a step backwards. She wasn't comfortable with him being so close, it made it easier for him to attack her. Her lips quivered over her fangs as she took steps backwards to keep the space between them. She refused to let him get any kind of upper hand on her if she could help it. The crazy male would take any chance he got, she could see it in his eyes. The way they glowed and the dark look in them.
Her eyes narrowed on Skoll as he merely laughed at her question. She didn't appreciate being laughed at, especially by him. Her nostrils flared and she snorted unhappily, giving a soft growl in response to his laugh. Her head tilted slightly to the side at his question, thinking about it for a minute. She might not have believed him, she couldn't really be sure. "I would have at least listened" she replied. It was the truth, she would have at least let him explain to her. Whether she believe his tale or not was another story all together. It was hard to believe someone that you knew enjoyed killing their own species.
Her nose wrinkled in confusion as he randomly added in another statement. Life could be cruel, but it wasn't all bad. "You have to work hard if you want happiness, life isn't easy" she replied with a snort. She wasn't sure he really wanted an answer, but she didn't care at this point. She had a hard life, and she could agree that life was cruel. But it wasn't all bad, there were so many good things in life. Having pups was something that had brought happiness into her life. Even through all the darkness there was always some light trying to shine through. It just depended on whether or not you wanted to let it in.
Her eyes narrowed on Skoll as he spoke and she growled softly in response. "Oh I do" she hissed out. She was a bit afraid of him, but not too much. They were the same size and probably quite evenly matched, so she felt no reason to fear him. The only thing she was afraid of was the fact that he was crazed, the fact that he had no qualms about killing his own kind. Her blue green eyes followed his as they went to the tree, seeing the pool of blood. Her eyes widened a bit and she took another nervous step backwards. But this wasn't because of Skoll, it was the image of the white pup covered in blood that made her nervous. It made her stomach twist and she immediately felt ill.
Her head turned quickly though as she saw his movement from the corner of her eye. Her muscles tightened and she began to back away just as he stepped forward, not letting him get too close. "Back off Skoll" she growled. Her heart was pounding in her ears as he then spoke, his voice cold. Before she had time to respond, he lunged at her. She let out a noise between a snarl and a yelp as his body slammed into her. Her breath was caught in her throat as her body fell into the ground painfully. The feel of his fangs in the skin of her back was painful and she let out a small whine.
Instinctively her legs flailed and tried to scratch at anything that came near. Her lips curled back over her fangs and she snapped her jaws, trying to grab anything she could. Her muscles were tight, both from pain and from tension. This is exactly what she had been hoping to avoid. This fight was not something she had ever wanted to happen, but there was nothing she could do now. She had disturbed him, she had confronted him knowing what could happen. This was her fault completely, and the only thing she could do is try to fight back and hope she lived.
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Post by †Sköll† on Oct 18, 2010 23:42:27 GMT -5
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When the Lamb opened the fourth seal, he heard the voice of the fourth beast say, “Come and see.” And he looked, and beholds a pale horse: and his name that sat on him was Death, and Hell followed with him. And power was given unto them over the fourth part of the earth, to kill with sword, and with hunger, and with death, and with the beasts of the earth.
All life seemed to stop as he focused intently on the female below him, his teeth digging deeper into her muscles with no thought of letting go. The warmth that radiated off her body, the taste of blood just encouraged him to hold on. All the while his mind was blank, completely of everything but the thought of this fight and of this kill. As Chara pulled away, flailed in every which way helplessly trying to get away from the monster that had a hold of her, she only pulled herself deeper into his spider web of a clench. Skoll’s jaw closed until the gap in between his teeth seemed to be non-existing.
Adrenalin once again poured into his system due to the simple-minded deliberation of once again taking a life, a life that had done him wrong and pushed too far. Oh god. He could feel the power he possessed against her, knew all too well by the way this creature panicked. As his body began to shake with the excitement of a kill, Chara’s body finally moved just in the right way that she managed to take hold of a good chunk of his neck. He could feel the wet liquid that pumped throughout his body run slowly down and stain his white coat.
It almost surprised him when the feeling of pain shot from the nerves to his head; instinctively he released his grip to pull away from the attack however after a split second evaluation of this new situation rather then allow her to get the upper hand he would use this to his advantage. She was closer to him now; there was no way she’d be able to get away now. So he allowed the pain to drive his mind crazy then it already was, kept his breathing calm to make sure he didn’t pass out if she moved her jaw closer to his esophagus and attack her once again.
Slamming his front paw onto the open wound he had just created, Skoll put his body weight onto her’s before swiftly taking hold of her own neck. A sinister growl finally surfaced from his once quiet vocal cord. His muzzle wrinkled while the corner of his lips drew upwards into a smirk.
ooc|| short sorry. but pretty good i think ;3
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Post by ♠Chara♠ on Oct 22, 2010 22:56:35 GMT -5
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Struggling was obviously getting her nowhere but deeper into trouble. The more she tried to get out of his grasp, the tighter his jaws closed. The pain was excruciating and causing her entire back to ache. Deeper and deeper his fangs sank into her flesh, pinching it so tight that she wasn't able to move much more. Her vision was blurred as tears seeped into her eyes. Not even child birth had been this painful, and it was pretty bad. But this, felt like he was going to tear a giant hole in her shoulder. Her legs didn't stop flailing however as she tried to push him. The idea of dying right here right now was not something she had expected to go through her mind. But she found it the only thought on her mind at this particular moment.
Her body had stopped flailing, afraid that the wrong move would in fact cause him to take a good chunk of flesh from her body. Puncture wounds, cuts, those kind of things she could heal from and live with. But a hole would get infect much easier and most likely cause her death if he didn't kill her. She was fighting through the pain, forcing out a growl of anger. Her lips pulled back over fangs as she snapped her jaws at him again. This time she found her jaws catch his skin, and she held on tight. She clamped her jaws shut as tight as possible, prepared to hang on for her life. If she could get a good hold of his neck then just maybe she could get him to let go. His blood was seeping into her jaws, making her growl sound gurgled. The metallic taste was both disgusting and yet so inviting at the same time. Her fangs were embedded deep within his flesh, giving her a good hold on his neck.
The last thing she expected was for him to release his grip, but to her relief that is exactly what he did. Her shoulder was throbbing painfully and she could feel blood trickling down her purple coat. Her blue green eyes narrowed on him as he simply stood over her breathing rather calmly. She didn't dare to loosen her grip on his neck however because she didn't trust him. Her ears pinned back against her head and she growled softly, trying to figure out what he was doing. If he was really calming down then she would let go, but not before she was ready. She couldn't release her grip unless she knew that he wasn't going to turn on her again. Her muscles were shaking as she held onto his neck, her jaws beginning to ache.
Her eyes clenched shut tight and she let out a load cry of pain as he slammed his paw into the wound on her shoulder. She had released her grip on his neck which was a mistake, but she couldn't help it. Tears were flowing from her eyes and trailing down her face as she tried to move. He was putting all of his weight onto her and it was impossible for her to move away. She let out another sharp cry as his fangs sank into her neck, sending her nerves in an uproar of pain. Her front legs pushed into his chest and she whined as he growled darkly. After swallowing harshly she pawed a few times at his chest. "Skoll please" she whined. Tears were still trailing gently down her cheeks as she lay beneath him. She was afraid now, more then she had ever been before.
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