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Post by MsRawr||Cool Person||High Zeta on Aug 25, 2006 2:01:28 GMT -5
Sahara staired in confusion at the two brutes. She wondered what had caused Sunwolf to become so...hostile...She walke dover to Mekiki and crouched down low, not knowing what to do. She whimpered, they couldn't fight, she didn't want Barron to get hurt...
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Post by MsRawr||Cool Person||High Zeta on Aug 25, 2006 2:03:10 GMT -5
ooc// ACK!!! PLEASE HURRY!!!! -is exited-
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Post by Baronfly on Aug 25, 2006 2:05:50 GMT -5
Sunwolf narrowed his eyes. "Twice I'm denied a female in heat. I'll give her up, for now." He said, narrowing his gaze at Sahara. Baron nodded approvingly, before smiling warmly at Sahara. "We're going to help Kiara now," and with that, he turned into a dragon, tossed Almor onto his back unceremoniously, gently put Mekiki up there, and carried Sahara in his front talons.
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Post by Baronfly on Aug 25, 2006 2:07:58 GMT -5
ooc: Three more posts and I'm off to bed. It's 3:08 here for Allah's sake!
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Post by MsRawr||Cool Person||High Zeta on Aug 25, 2006 2:08:27 GMT -5
Sahara felt her insides go cold, 'In heat? I cant be!" She looked up at Barron and said, "I think we'd better hurry....I don't want anything to happen...." She said. she pressed up against Barrons comforting chest. She just wanted to curl up and be shut away untill it ended. She wondered how long it would last.
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Post by MsRawr||Cool Person||High Zeta on Aug 25, 2006 2:09:48 GMT -5
okay...I ahve to go soon too...so we should make it to where they are back at Shannandoa.
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Post by Baronfly on Aug 25, 2006 2:10:48 GMT -5
Something inside Baron's throat rumbled. It was like a purr, but far more gentle and relaxing. "Don't worry," he said, spreading his wings and taking flight. "It only lasts for a week. I'll protect you until then. I promise." With my soul, he mentally added.
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Post by Baronfly on Aug 25, 2006 2:11:52 GMT -5
ooc: Sure. Continiue down at the "Mountain Beast."
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Post by Baronfly on Aug 25, 2006 2:12:48 GMT -5
ooc: I'll be waiting down there.
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Post by MsRawr||Cool Person||High Zeta on Aug 25, 2006 2:12:55 GMT -5
Sahara smiled into his warm scales and felt a pleasurable happieness spread through her body, all the way down to her paws, drowning out her sorrow. "Thank you..." She looke dup at Barron and felt her stomach flip as they took off into the sky.
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Post by Baronfly on Aug 25, 2006 2:15:42 GMT -5
ooc: -posting in Shannadoa-
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Post by Fated One on Aug 31, 2006 11:54:42 GMT -5
Razor took a few steps from the cliff and tossed his head back in a flash, sucking in a breath and parting his jaws he let loose a howl of sch force it scared himself, though he wasnt anything special he could still catch the attention of the dragon attacking Rose and give her time. Cursed maroon eyes scanned the sky, white coat shining in the clouded sunlight, his teeth bared and body tense, muscles taught as he was poised to strick at anything that moved. His instincts took over as his let his eyes lids fall, ears perked up and nares to his nose widend to scent the air, a low growl in his throat, tail flashed upward like a war banner and he stood still like a carving made of ivory placed on the ground, waiting.
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Post by Baronfly on Aug 31, 2006 12:03:53 GMT -5
With the dragon distracted by Razor, Rose abruptly disappeared, leaving the bone-dragon to crash into the rocks. Apparently it worked, for the bones were scattered, never to ressurect again. Landing softly behind Razor, Rose sighed and sank to the ground, her wings lying limply next to her. Having the ability to appear and disappear took alot of strength out of the guardian angel, even though she was... seemingly immortal.
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Post by Fated One on Aug 31, 2006 12:13:33 GMT -5
Razor snorted at the dragon and turned to face Rose, he sat down beside her and gave a look around sharply then turned with a grin and looked back down at her. "Is it finnaly safe to relaxe?" He layed down without awaiting an answer and gave a lick at Rose's cheek, with another grin he let his eyes scan the area visible to him then sniffed at the air. His white coat was bright against the dark colored ground, maroon eyes had a hint of alertness in them as his ears swivled back to catch the hint of breathing, he jumped up and growled.
The next few minutes where a blurr to him, his hackles rose and tail stood up, fangs bared and ears flat against his head, claws unseathead and ready to strike into flesh. His own cursed eyes gazed into a pair or red one's, the color of fresh blood and lucky charm in his old pack, the scent that come from the bushs was very familiar but made him tense with alertness, his growl deepend to a warning snarl. The figure obscured in the bushs gave a mocking bow and dispersed back into the shadows with a grin and growl of his own, eyes locked on the figure next to Razor, then turned and started back towards his own camp.
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Post by Baronfly on Aug 31, 2006 12:24:24 GMT -5
Rose flushed at his little display of affection, and nodded, smiling. "Yes, it's safe. Where-" She stopped her own sentence when she caught sight of the red eyes leering at her. A shiver went down her spine, and she stood up, mortified. "Razor... who was that?" She knew that it was a wolf-like creature judging by the way it was growling. Perhaps it knew that she was in heat by the way it looked at her?
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Post by Fated One on Aug 31, 2006 12:38:21 GMT -5
"An old friend out to kill me..." He growled under his breath and took a step foward, Razor stood higher as the male left, assuming that he had won this small battle, he gave a triumphant grin as a howl was called from the other side of the forest. He nodded and snorted lightly then turned back to Rose, he felt he needed to give her an explanantion and sat down with a small smile. "I was born in a pack and a life you might not understand, the Blood Pack was home to me and olny lunatics or wolves born into that pack would dare to call it home. They trained me to become something I did not want, a life I didnt understand and was controlled by blood, like most in my pack I am cursed." He stopped to gaze up at Rose, his maroon hued eyes have a hint of remorse in them. "The males are born with dark eyes, mine is of the cursed maroon, the ones you just ay where that belonging to Zane, an very old friend of mine. We trained together and learned well, soon we where best in the bussnies, but I was better, he became jealous at being secound." Razor paused again to gaze at the ground, this pained him olny a little to dwindle on the past, memories rushed to greet him as he pasued, he shook his head lightly and looked back up to the sky. "He took my smaller sister as a mate, I refused to let her go and for that I was banned, feelings are not supposed to be in my life, but I couldnt help but feel for my younger sister, forced to take a mate who's blood thirsty heart seeks vengance for just following in my footsteps." He growled under his breath remembering well the day Zane had come for Curse, his sister, he glanced down at Rose and continued. "The reason I am being hunted is that of our motto in the Blood Pack, once there you are not allowed to leave, and once you leave, you are either dead or soon to be. The Blood pack is ruthless and wont stop until they see my body on the ground with lifeless eyes, it is the way of my home." He couldnt feel his own heart as it beat slowly in his chest, his fur felt like snow and the sund aidded him no more, he was as cold as ice to the touch. Razor wouldnt allow himself to meet anyones gaze after storytelling, the usually looked horrified and ran from him, he waited for the sound of a horrified scream and the beat of paws of someone running from him yet again.
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Post by Baronfly on Aug 31, 2006 12:49:40 GMT -5
Rose's lovely hazel brown eyes seemed to glaze over and she gently touched noses with Razor. "I understand. I could tell you of my past, but... I am already dead. I died over thousands of years ago. All I can tell for now is that I fell in love before I died, causing me to become his guardian angel. The years went by and he grew old, eventually leaving to take his place at the gates of heaven. I have one last duty before I can retire, and that is.. as your guardian.
I don't believe that you are uncaring Razor; you are by far the sweetest wolf I've ever had the pleasure to meet. And I'm happy to be your guardian angel." Judging by her tone of voice, she was sincere, and there was something else in there. Almost... secretive?
"Is your sister still alive?" Indeed. There was that tone again. This little angel was planning something.
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Post by Fated One on Aug 31, 2006 12:55:34 GMT -5
"That I know of, yes, Zane will be expecting pups and Curse was fleet footed just as he was, bolth bare the mark of white dots behind there paws." Razor looked down at Rose and his eyes had a hint of surprise in them, he gave a slight smile and gave a lick her other cheek. "Though I dont know where they are, they move constantly unless a she-wolf is about to give birth, Curse will be due next month, I know this for Zane hasnt been doing his job on following me very well." He looked back to the bushs and growled lowly, the smell of the wolf was still there, he smelled strongly of wolf blood. "Traitor..." The word pierced his mind and he went numb, who was the traitor, the one telling the secrets of his pack or Zane, doing his duty? A sudden flash of memory made him loose his trail of thought as he stared at the ground with glazed eyes.
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Post by Baronfly on Aug 31, 2006 13:01:43 GMT -5
A light blush rose to her cheeks and she gently 'kissed' Razor back, suddenly asking, "Was she happy there?" Something was glinting in her hazel eyes, that was yet again, unknown. The silver-wings on her back folded neatly and rested on her shoulders, seemingly tensed to take flight once more if it was needed.
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Post by Fated One on Sept 2, 2006 2:04:54 GMT -5
"She was very happy there, Curse made our parents proud and happy, she also enjoys it there seeing as Zane had taken a liking to her, I knew it would happen sooner or later, I just didnt expect it to be so soon." Razor sighed, still looking at the ground, his white coat glowing lightly in the faint sunlight, maroon hued eyes glareing down at the ground where pools of blood where gathering at his paws. "I wasnt ready to give her up yet, she seemed so young." His eyes flashed towards Rose with a look of hurt, sadness, and forgiveness in them, though the strongest was of hate that shone deep with in his pools. Razor turned his head sharply away and let his eye lids slide closed as he sighed and breathed in deeply, happy to find that the olny scent of of blood was his own.
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