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Post by Phantom on Apr 7, 2009 20:24:20 GMT -5
(XDD Yay German!)
"G'night, boyo." She winked, licking his muzzle in return, before slowly relaxing against him. She seemed innocent enough...but once she was sure he wouldn't notice, she let an especially warm smile cross her muzzle. Her usually blocked gaze, filled with teasing near 24/7, then sparked with a glowing radiance as she absently nuzzled further into his warm, if damp, scruff. She also brought one foreleg up to rest across his back and curled her tail around his own. Mwaha. Sweet seduction.
(Oh, it so shooort. >.<)
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Post by Jadeth on Apr 8, 2009 12:47:45 GMT -5
(Time skip? XD) The early rays of the morning sun flooded the entrance of the den. Ark began to open his jade eyes, the sun kept on tickling the tip of his nose as the sunlight didn't reach any further than that. With a grunt he picked his head up and let out a yawn, his vision still blurry. It was then that he noticed Spitfire curled up besides him, still asleep. He allowed a tender smile to spread across his face before he looked away to the tree's. Wondering what they'll do today, he unconsciously moved his tail to lay on top of hers, almost protectively. His ears picked up the faint sound of paw pads approaching which put him on the defense. His head rose up higher and his eyes narrowed, for all he knew it could have been a scout but it might not be. (Should we do it as a friend or enemy? )
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Post by Phantom on Apr 8, 2009 17:54:14 GMT -5
(I think enemy would make things more interesting. You wanna do it or me? (On note, I can't think of how to reply right now. XDD))
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Post by Jadeth on Apr 9, 2009 12:27:43 GMT -5
(Erm, I'll do another post for now and then you follow up. XD I hope you've got a character that can fill n as the bad Dude though! =) )
The fur on the back of his neck rose up in a protective manner. Carefully, as though not to disturb Spitfire, he slid away from her gently before taking a few steps forward outside the den. His nose faintly catching the scent of an intruder. Someone from Spitfire's pack? No.. it was someone else. Perhaps that rival pack? Not likely, Spitfire mentioned that they didn't come in their territory anymore so who was it?
Suddenly switching over mentally, Ark stealthily walked across the grass, careful not to go too fast and make a noise. His tail remained low to the ground, moving left to right. His nose still checking the air for foreign scents, and his eyes scanning the area expertly. He released a low growl that sounded like a hum, he had wondered into an open bit of land, no bushes or tree's to conceal him; just space. Somewhere behind him, he heard a twig snap. 'Shit!'
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Post by Phantom on Apr 9, 2009 17:01:55 GMT -5
(Yeah, sure. :3) False alarm. Spitfire yawned as she trotted into the clearing from behind him, tail dragging and ears drawn back, eyes half-closed. Obviously not wary in the slightest. She came over and sat beside him, too tired to notice his cautiousness. "Boy, I'm tired... why'd you wander off like that? I was wondering where you went..." She let out another yawn, shaking out her fur as a cold chill ran up her spine. She was so tired, she didn't scent, nor see nor hear the third wolf tread silently into veiw from behind her. The medium-sized male was an odd assortment of colors, ranging from a pale, grey-greenish to a deep, consuming black. He was handsome, with well-groomed fur, it seemed, and a confident stride. His eyes were truly beautiful - like hazel, only the color near the center was a rich gold, fading to a dark, forest green at the edge of the iris. Also interesting were the array of earrings - two studs and a ring in his left ear. The attractive male stopped only a few feet from them, watching Ark for a moment with a sort of detached interest, not really that intrigued, but acknowledging his strength. It was when his gaze strayed towards the weary female that his gaze lit up, intention flaring there, and swift thinking as he glanced at Ark. An aware wolf could almost hear his thoughts... he saw a subject of interest, but with the male there, there was little chance of getting it... (Mwahaha. Hemmeh so funneh. XD I need to draw him. Hope it's okay. )
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Post by Jadeth on Apr 9, 2009 18:48:55 GMT -5
Ark snapped his neck back, his frown growing at her condition. He sat down in front of her, his ice blond hair blowing over his green orbs, "I'm sorry, Sweets. I didn't wake you did I?" He apologized, although he kept on gazing around the clearing while he was saying it. He sighed in disappointment as the clearing was empty, minus himself and Spitfire. 'I'm sure I...' he began but then trailed off as he finally looked at Spitfire fully. Being a bit taller than her, he usually had to look down a tad in order to make eye contact. In doing so, he spotted the male figure behind her. His ears slid down as his eyes narrowed at the male behind her. She didn't seem to be aware of him but he recalled that she had said that she was tired. Trying not to seem hurried or alarmed, Ark casually strode around to her backside, putting himself in between the male and Spitfire. Although, if Spitfire done a 180 turn, she would still be in view of the male, Ark was standing a little more closer and off the the left. "Its rude to stare, Herr stranger. Your mother not teach you manners?" Ark purred with a smile, another thing he had picked up from his feline comrades, his posh-er side coming out a little seeing as he was in a fairly decent mood. Ark now took his appearance in, his eyes were an unusual mix of colors. Which, Ark had to admit, did make him quite entranced. He had always admired unique things. Another thing that had caught his interest was the earrings on his left ear. Unique and unusual indeed. 'Unique indeed, Herr stranger. I do wonder where you come from.'(Haha, no it was fine! I LOVE it when people have earrings on their characters! Reminds me of pirates, hehe! Herr = Mr)
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Post by Phantom on Apr 9, 2009 19:30:51 GMT -5
Spitfire turned, still slow in comparison to if she'd been much more awake, and watched the stranger with uncomprehending eyes. Boy, she was tired... she shook her head, trying to force herself into concentration. But it didn't help that Ark seemed so relaxed - it was rubbing off on her and just making her all the more tired. If he didn't think this was too much to worry about, she could just let him handle it...
The unique stranger smiled quite wickedly, pretty eyes flashing as he stepped a little closer. "Non, she did not. Pardon me, monsieur." His voice was so dipped in the foriegn accent, it was almost hard to understand. He stretched out his body in an elaborate bow, one forepaw stretched out, the other bent to his chest, while the opposite hind leg was bent up and the other stretched out, his thick tail flicking out above him. "Je suis Hemitite. It is a pleasure, monsieur." He purred in reply with a mischevious little wink to Spitfire.
(OHMIGOSHFRENCHNESS. XDD Non = No; Je suis = I am; and of course, monsieur. XD)
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Post by Jadeth on Apr 10, 2009 17:57:46 GMT -5
Ark let out a smirk, 'Interesting, indeed.'. "Ja, a pleasure indeed, Herr Hemitite." he spoke, his voice controlled his his eyes scanned his movements. A faint pang of jealously hit him at Hemitite's wink to Spitfire, not that she was paying attention or anything. A sudden gust of wind blew from the right side of the opening, ruffling Ark's fur but, however, his eyes remained straight. 'I've never heard an accent like his before on my travels. Theres something about this guy thats defiantly not right. Something... terrible about him but I can't put my paw on it. Damn it, Spitfire, wake up! I need you to help me but I can't let on.'
His smirk vanished and a small frown plastered his features while his eyes grew serious, "With all respect, sir, I believe you should get on your way. Unless you'd like a chat with my friend here? I have no objections as long as she agrees to speak with you.". It wasn't that he minded them talking privately if they knew each other but he had to make sure she was alright with it first.
Slowly turning toward Spitfire, who still seemed a bit dazed, he spoke softly but urgently to her, "Sweets? Do you know this guy?". As if to make her listen if she wasn't already, he placed his creamy paw on her shoulder, applying the slightest bit of pressure. His emerald eyes caught the sunlight and turned a shade lighter as they bore into hers if she opened her eye lids a little more. "Sweets, do you know him?" He again softly spoke.
(Ja = Yes if you didn't know! XD )
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Post by Phantom on Apr 10, 2009 19:24:17 GMT -5
Spitfire's eyes were half-closed at first, and she crumpled some under Ark's slight weight on her shoulders. She slowly forced her eyes open, a pain shining there from the mere effort of staying conscious and aware, and turned to look at him. Upon seeing the intensity of his emerald gaze, she blinked, a new flash of coherency shining in the depths, although she still wasn't quite as up to par as she should be.
"Um..." She swallowed, glancing back at the stranger, and a different kind of emotion flashed there this time - something that would've been fear if she hadn't had the control she did. "...I don't know him personally, but he has the scent of those Blackshadow dogs I was telling you about earlier..." She muttered in an undertone, in a way that only he would notice she was even speaking.
Hemitite sat now, watching them both with eyes now burning with a fierce desire. For what, it was uncertain, but it seemed pretty obvious it wasn't for anything good, or very clean of violence for that matter. He gave a roll of his shoulders, standing again and pacing a little closer. "Personally, I could not care less for the lady's desires, monsieur. Sorry to disappoint."
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Post by Jadeth on Apr 10, 2009 19:35:24 GMT -5
Ark offered up a small smile in silent 'thanks' before turning back to Hemitite and removing his paw from her shoulder. "I see, Herr Hemitite." Ark replied in an unhurried tone, one of his eye brows ark ed upward. He then fully stood up himself, his black tail flicking out behind him and a small mischievous smile crept on his face. "Unfortunately for you, sir. That was all the words I needed to hear." He grinned, showing his gleaming teeth to Hemitite. "Now Herr Hemitite, as much as a gentleman I am, I must ask you to leave. I wouldn't want to rearrange that pretty face of yours now, would I?" He challenged. Ark wasn't really a violent wolf, but he would defend himself if need be.
(Sorry its short! D: Its 01:35am here! My brain's a bit in overdrive! )
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Post by Phantom on Apr 10, 2009 19:43:58 GMT -5
(As I said in the C-box... holy cow!! XD You're seven hours ahead of me!)
Hemitite purred in laughter, closing his eyes a moment - a sign of his confidance - before looking again up at him. "Oh, pardon, monsieur... but all the same, I would truly love to see you try..." He challenged, eyes gleaming with a shine that said he knew something Ark didn't - and whatever it was, it probably wouldn't be to the other's advantage.
Spitfire reached forward, aiming to grab Ark's scruff lightly in her teeth, growling softly in a warning, her ears drawn back. Her worry showed in her eyes - she did not want to lose him. Especially now that she'd grown so fond of him. She didn't want to see another one of her friends fall.
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Post by Jadeth on Apr 10, 2009 20:06:28 GMT -5
Ark's smile disappeared from his face, Hemitite obviously knew something he didn't and from the signs of his laughter is was a disadvantage to Ark which, in turn, made him quite nervous. His ears drew back slightly as a growl admitted from his throat. He stopped, however, when he felt a tug on his scruff from none other than Spitfire. His head spun around to meet with her, her eyes showed a clear sign of a warning and worry which made him a bit more nervous. But then their previous conversation suddenly came running into him,
"And when I say they're a big pack, boyo, I mean it. Those of us who weren't killed were taken captive. When our patrol came, there were five of us. Two males were killed, two females were taken and I was surprisingly let go."
'Uh oh..' Ark flinched, his teeth banging together in a 'click'. 'Theres only one of them and he's not exactly Baron-sized but.. if there were 5 of Spitfire's patrol and only she cam back alive... they can't be that good in combat without the aid of something..?' His eyes narrowed again at Hemitite but then he whispered so only Spitfire should catch it, "Do we run?" He questioned, there was definitely something about that wolf, if they made it out alive. "He might be here to take you back. You run first, and I'll follow up. You're not going with him while I'm here, I won't let him touch you."
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Post by Phantom on Apr 10, 2009 20:15:18 GMT -5
Immediette curiousity lit Spitfire's still-somewhat-sleepy gaze, but she shoved it off for another time. She glanced back at Hemitite, then back to Ark's emerald gaze, thinking quickly. "...Well, if we just outright run..." She whispered, careful to keep her voice as low as possible. "There might be others. It's how they've gotten us before. If they want to take me..." She paused, frustration sparking in her eyes. Ugh, she couldn't stand thinking that someone might actually want her... it was such a conceited thought... No wolf in their right mind would want her... "Maybe I can do a distraction, you start off, and I follow." She shrugged, hoping he wouldn't notice the many potential flaws of her plan.
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Post by Jadeth on Apr 10, 2009 20:30:15 GMT -5
Ark blinked a few times trying to clear his thoughts, 'Distractions.. distractions... damn it, think! What pointless thing did Dante always wonder in and bother me with? Ugh, its no use, I can't think of anything.' "You may have to distract him after all, Spitfire. But you run first, I'll make sure he doesn't follow you. Don't worry about me just get yourself out first." he spoke with such urgency, he used her name instead of one of his nicknames. He didn't wait for her reaction as he turned fully to Hemitite. Despite the situation, he found himself smiling for some unknown reason.
( Have you ever just randomly smiled? xD Is kinda freaky! )
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Post by Phantom on Apr 10, 2009 20:54:08 GMT -5
(Yeah. XD I love it.)
Spitfire let out a faint growl and shoved past him, aiming to smack her tail across his face as she passed. Stubborn and thoughtless as she was, she changed everything about how one might outwardly view her in a matter of seconds. Her strides became more... frankly sexy, tail flicking out behind her tauntingly, ears drawn back, eyes narrowed and glowing with a sweet seduction as she crossed over to Hemitite, rubbing against his oddly-colored fur (which she now found to be oddly soft...). "You know, Ark, you go on ahead..." She purred, voice heavy with that same alluring voice as she slowly licked over the foreign wolf's ear. "I'll catch up..." But once her face was hidden from the veiw of the stranger but in full view to Ark, her expression changed to urgent as she gave the tiniest motion for him to high-tail it.
Meanwhile, Hemitite's eyes widened from his unimpressed look at Ark, and by the wag of his tail, he was quite enjoying the treatment, even if it was obvious he could tell she wasn't doing this sincerely. Didn't matter to him - he seemed quite happy. And he shot Ark a rather taunting, victorious glance to show it.
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